Say You Want Me

An Little Romance

"Where are you taking me?" Olivia counters as they entered their second hour of driving.

"Our date" Spencer was tight lipped the whole drive on what exactly they were doing. Olivia was feeling an bit stir-crazy trying to figure it out, but it appeared as though Spencer was enjoying her irritable state more than anything else.

"I got that. But it looks like you're taking me back to New York"

He took her hand in his not responding back. She sighed in defeat laying her head back against the seat watching the scenery of the nightfall change. There were rolling hills in Harlem, but this was more like mountains. Trees were dense and the air felt lighter, making it breathtaking as the sun started to set, while the pink and orange hues painted the sky, making everything warm around her. She closed her eyes, allowing herself to feel heat encompass her. Spencer's warm hand glided against hers soothing her.

"Get up, sleepyhead" His deep rumble lowered in her ear. Her eyelids flipped up, her eyes welcoming in the dark. The sky was now an dark blue decorated in miniature shimmering lights.

"Oh wow!" she sat up quickly.

"I fell asleep on our date!" He pursed his lips gently squeezing her hand.

"It's an three hour drive, babe, You're fine"

"Three hours?" She asked confusedly, as he climbed out the truck, helping her down.

"We needed to do this right"

"Spenceeer?"

She peered around realizing they were in the middle of the boondocks, where an adorable cottage sat in front of them. Little smaller than his house but much more opulent. She turned around seeing the mountains shimming in the moonlight but there wasn't any other lights from other houses that she could see. To the left, there was an opening with chairs off to the side, another lot, and a small barn farther in the background.

"Where are we?"

"My family's oasis. Few years back, my brother's and I bought this land and built this cottage. Figured we could rent it out as an bed and breakfast. Instead, we decided to keep it for ourselves, and I wanted to share it with you" He described.

"I-I don't" His family owned an slice of heaven? She was at a loss for words.

"This is...."

"I wanted you to see it" He says interweaving their hands.

"I wanted this to be special for us"

"I don't...don't have any clothes" She had an nighttime outfit picked out, but it was back at the house. Typically, men didn't care, but still, the plan was in motion. She imagined for their first time as an pregnant couple, she'd put on one of her sexy nighties.

"You do, Kianna packed you some things earlier this afternoon"

"Spencer!"

She stopped moving as tears filled her eyes, he tugged her hand until she started walking again. He opened the door to the cottage, flipping the lights on, and she let out an gasp taking it all in. The space was modern and warm. Honey-colored walls and rugs with couches sitting pretty in the middle. An massive king-size bed with an upholstered headboard on the far side of the sitting area. Each piece made the space feel comfy. She stepped forward caressing her fingers against the back of the chair, bewildered. She looked over again, seeing an box of cupcakes from her store. She rushed over to them, running her fingers over the purple calligraphy print they used for her labels.

"This is from my store" He creeped over behind her.

"Eric sent them over for me. I know how much you miss home and your bakery"